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Mama Dont Know

Candice Monique & The Optics
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Hey, yeah, yeah Hmm, alright I walked into the lounge one night There stood this girl, she looked a real sight She had an ass like a black girl, legs like a white girl Nose like a Martian, eyes like an Earthling She jumped on stage and grabbed the mic She started spittin' these rhymes real tight And then she started to sing, sing, sing She was doin' her thing, thing, thing She sang, "Mama don't know where I'm comin' from So where do I go? Papa don't know where I'm comin' from So where do I go? Sister don't know where I'm comin' from Brother don't know where I'm comin' from Don't nobody know where I'm comin' from So where do I go?" She put the mic back in the stand I walked side stage and I offered my hand I said, "Girl, you got some style Come have a drink and we'll talk for a while" She's like, "Nah, I don't booze I don't smoke and I don't smooch And if you're tryna tell me you think you'll produce me better Here's my card, send an email, I'll be in later" Now you could tell this girl was real stressed As she walked side stage to change into a dress She left behind those baggy jeans Political spitfire turned spiritual queen And at the bar drinkin' H2O She let her guard down real slow She told me she was still searchin' for a sound Tryna plant her feet in musical ground But no one seemed to understand her two sides Where she saw unity, they saw divide It's like, "Does she sing or does she rap? Is she dope or is she wack? Is this music white or is it black?" She's like, "You know what? Fuck all that" She sang, "Mama don't know where I'm comin' from So where do I go? Papa don't know where I'm comin' from So where do I go? Sister don't know where I'm comin' from Brother don't know where I'm comin' from Don't nobody know where I'm comin' from So where do I go?" Ooh, yeah Oh, oh Ooh, yeah And then she started to sing, sing, sing She was doin' her thing, thing, thing Then she started to sing, sing, sing She was doin' her thing, thing, thing Then she started to sing She was doin' her damn thing She sang, "Mama don't know where I'm comin' from So where do I go? Papa don't know where I'm comin' from So where do I go? Sister don't know where I'm comin' from Brother don't know where I'm comin' from But I damn sure know what I'm here to do"